"I must admit, I am pleased at how seriously you are taking this' Sebastian told her the next day. 48 hours had passed since she had arrived, and still no one had come to find her. She knew Jace and her family would be doing all the could, all she needed to do was wait it out.

Clary had read through the books that Sebastian had sent to her, she had studied more about death rituals than she would care to admit and she read about how other cultures had practiced resurrection. Trying to make it look as authentic as possible this morning she had even requested some dead mice so that she could practise the rune.

"I know how it feels to loose the ones you love." she told him quietly. When she had thought her mother had gone it had been one of the hardest times of her life.

"The mice you asked for will be here tomorrow." he told her as he flicked through some of the books she had left open on the counter.

"Sebastian, I am sorry to press the issue but I asked for my bracelet. It means a lot to me, as you can see I am doing all I can for the rune."

"Yes, yes alright. I will get it now. I just have one other thing to ask of you?"

Clary didn't see how he could be asking any more of her. She was already trying to resurrect the mans dead father, what else could he want.

"Would you meet me for dinner?"

Taken by surprise she didn't answer straight away. How could she go for dinner with the man that kidnapped her and was torturing people in rooms adjacent to her own. She would go to dinner because it would keep him distracted, perhaps she could keep him there as long as possible, for if she was at dinner she didn't have to work on the ridiculous notion of bringing someone back from the dead.

"I would. If you bring my bracelet"

"Agreed, I will have your outfit brought to you". He got up from the table to leave.

Clary felt confused. "Sebastian a question before you leave me to my work?"

"Yes."

"Why did you threaten me in your emails. They seemed so harsh and what I have seen of you is not like this at all"

"I had not met you. I had not seen how beautiful you are in person, and your caring. Honestly, I couldn't bear to hurt you."

Caught of guard she decided it was just best to smile.

"Until dinner" he said as he closed the door.

Finally, he had left. Clary could wipe the fake smile from her face. He disgusted her, the fact that he could treat her this way and be torturing others was sickly. Whatever kind of sick and twisted person he was she hoped that after this ridiculous dinner she had to endure that she would at least have her bracelet. Then she would be able to contact Jace.

The runes she had drawn meant absolutely nothing. They were just scribble, still she was glad that he hadn't gone to a mundane high school otherwise he may have noticed that they resembled mathematical symbols. She pulled out the notebook and continued to draw, once upon a time her and Simon had plans to create a graphic design novel and at the moment she felt inspired. She drew creatures that befitted her old life, when she thought demons and the sort where not real. Now however she knew different. She knew that everything was real, in fact she had seen most of it.

Feeling bored drawing things that she now knew were not fantasy. She wasn't sure what to do. Only having been here two days she was already bored. Picking up her pencil again she started sketching. Sitting there she thought about Jace, how she longed to be back with him. And her mother, it was meant to be her engagement party yesterday but instead she was most likely panicked about her.

Her mind wandering back to Jace, she thought about what her life would be like if she lived with Jace. The house he had inherited had the potential to be beautiful. Without noticing what she was doing, she drew.

Sometime later she looked down and noticed what she had drawn. House plans. Never having drawn anything like it before she was impressed with herself. She had drawn a master bedroom with ensuite and a his and her's walk in robe. There was another 3 bedroom's with closets. A large entertaining room, kitchen and all the other essentials. She had also added in a music room and library. She knew that Jace loved to play and she loved more than anything to listen to him, so she added in a room specifically for that. It was situated at the back of the house and it would be perfect if the entire back wall was a window. So he could sit and play and look outside.

Sighing to herself, she wished she could show him what she had drawn. Ripping off the piece of paper she folded it and tucked it into her bra, she didn't need Sebastian finding it. It would be her little piece of paradise.

Glancing up at the clock she saw it was time for her to get ready for dinner. Walking in to the bathroom she stripped off and had a quick shower. When she came back she saw a dress on her bed. Rolling her eyes she picked it up, assuming she was to wear it. It was a lovely dress, a midnight blue off the shoulder cocktail dress which complimented her hair beautifully. Putting it on she looked at herself in the mirror. Wishing it was Jace she was having dinner with, not a person who had kidnapped her and was requesting she bring some back from the dead.

Not wanting to impress anyone too much, Clary tied her hair in a simple ponytail. As she did her last finishing touches she heard her door unclick. There stood a girl she had not seen before. Her eyes looking down towards the floor. "Miss if you will follow me. Master Sebastian will see you now"

Following the small brunette girl, she noticed her limping. "Are you injured" Clary asked her quietly.

"No, Miss. I tripped" she answered quietly.

"So yes you are injured" Clary placed her arm on the girl. "Did they do this to you?"

She looked away without answering, which was more than enough to confirm to Clary that this is what had happened. "If I can, I will help you"

The girl finally made eye contact with her and pulled away, standing infront of a door. She entered a code and the door swung open. "We are here. And miss, don't make promises you can't keep" she added in a voice barely louder than a whisper.

Taken aback by the girls words, Clary walked in to where she assumed dinner was. Dinner looked to be just the two of them. Sebastian and Clary that was. Realising she was quite hungry she sat down as she waited for him to enter.

Eventually he arrived and Clary noticed that he went to a great deal of effort, he was wearing a black suit. Thinking that he looked like god's gift to women Clary assumed. Dinner went ahead with no real excitement, although Clary was glad to be out of her room.

Dessert came out and was covered by a silver bowl. Lifting the lid off, Clary was delighted to see her bracelet.

"Oh thank you Sebastian. You don't know how much this means to me." lifting it up and placing it on her wrist straight away. Playing with beads, twirling them.

"I can see. Now how is your end coming along?"

They spoke a little more about what Clary was doing, but after a few minutes she realised she needed to steer the conversation elsewhere as she really hadn't done that much to try and resurrect this man. Only make it look as it were so.

Hoping that she had not mistaken his actions of attraction towards her, she stood up and walked down his end of the table. Ensuring her hips moved more than normal. In her mind, she was thinking, "walk like izzy, walk like izzy"

Pulling her seat along behind her. She sat down next to Sebastian. "So, tell me about yourself. I want to know more about you. What is this place where we are?"

A smile pulled onto his lips. "About me. Well I am now an orphan but you already knew that. What else to tell you."

Ignoring his comment, Clary continued to smile, as she played with her bracelet. "So where are we, what is it you do here?"

"You are not going to give this up are you?"

Shaking her head. "I want to understand why I am bringing your father back. Show me what it is you are doing here" she pressed gently.

Laughing at her. "Why so you can inform the clave, like the good little shadowhunter you are?

Clary looked at Sebastian "A good shadowhunter? I am barely even a shadowhunter. Sure I can create runes, but that is all. I hardly seem to be important to the clave anyway, I have been here for days and no one has come to rescue me. So, it seems I am to be with you here, it would be nice to see where I was. Apart from my room, which is lovely by the way"

Sebastian stood and took her by the hand. Leading her towards the doorway. Well what do you know, flattery seems to work on all sorts of people. Sebastian lead Clary through many doors, until they ended up in a room on top of the building.

She looked out over the side's. She had no idea where she was. The building was protected by wards but up here the didn't seem to be as strong. The wards moved around the building like waves, sometimes stronger other times there was breaks. The building looked down over a river, surrounded by industrial buildings on one side and on the other, high rise apartments similar to where Magnus lived, but not familiar either.

"Where are we?" she asked trying to sound bewildered.

"We are everywhere and nowhere all at once"

Not having any idea what that meant, Clary decided not to answer. She tried to take note of the wards, and how they moved. All the time twirling her bracelet.

Now wearing the watch again he was desperately hoping to feel it vibrate at his wrist. Jace had met with everyone back at Luke and Jocelyn's after retrieving it from the Institute. The past two days had felt like the longest of Jace's life. He had no doubt that Jocelyn and Luke were feeling the same as him. Not only had they had their daughter kidnapped, but her absence also delayed if not cancelled the engagement party.

Sitting in the lounge room, Jace looked over the board they had drawn up. On it had all of the leads they have, all possible ideas, threats ect. Everything they could think of was on the board. Jocelyn and Luke had filled the group in on the fact that the person who had kidnapped Clary could have been her half brother. Most of them felt that this was what was most likely what have happened, but they knew little about him, so didn't have much to go on. Sitting there with his head in his hands, Jace felt a slight vibration at his wrist. It was the best feeling he had felt, it meant Clary had her bracelet and was trying to contact him. Leaping out of his chair, he started clicking his watch three times, he felt the familiar pull of the portal, giving himself to it. Suddenly he was jolted back to where he stood. Feeling disorientated, he looked and saw Magnus with his hand on his shoulder.

"What the hell Magnus?" he demanded.

"Careful Jace" Alec added warningly.

"Alec, I was going to Clary! Magnus, why would you stop me? "

"Forgive me Jace, but how were you planning to get her home? You have no idea where you are going, what you will face?" Magnus said angrily back to him.

Izzy stepped up between Jace, Magnus and Alec. Placing her hand on Jace shoulder. "Jace, Magnus meant well. We know now that Clary has her bracelet."

Jace started to calm down, of course they were right. When it came to Clary he just wasn't thinking straight. He knew he needed to get his head back into the right space, thinking irrationally like this was not going to help her. Sitting down on the chair closest to him.

Magnus then stood before him. "Jace, I only want to help. You know that I love Biscuit. Not as much as you of course, but I want her home safe too."

Jace looked up at Magnus. "I know mate, Sorry. It was just the first time I felt it since wearing it for two days, what if takes that long again?"

"It may not. We dont' know. Now, in the meantime. You need to wear this." Magnus handed him a necklace. "It has a tracking device inside. It is linked to the one Alec wears. We will be able to track you where ever you are, though this and the parabatai bond we will know where you end up"

Feeling embarrassed and angry at himself, Jace smiled up at Magnus. "Thankyou" he said, meaning it.

The group sat there trying to think of ideas that hadn't been thought of yet. Whilst the rest of them sat and made small talk, Jace excused himself and went into Clary's room. Finding her two blades she had just bought. If she contacted him again and he went to her, he wanted her to have a blade in her hand. Knowing that she would want this one, he tucked them into his belt and left the room. Half and hour later, Jace felt his watch vibrate again.

"Its Clary" he called.

It was Magnus who spoke. "Just remember we will be able to find you."

Nodding, Jace clicked in the dial. The feeling of being pulled took over him. Closing his eyes, he thought of Clary, her red hair, the green eyes that he loved to look into her and her soft lips. Not knowing exactly where she was made it hard to portal to her, but he had faith in what Magnus had created.

Clary Fairchild. Clary Fairchild. Clary Fairchild.